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Submissive Whore to Ecstasy

Submissive WhoreMaster loves my nipples so much. Making them hard little bullets with your tongue and fingers. You love to torture me with this pleasure. Pulling, pinching, twisting. Making me moan and melt in your fingers. It’s why you are my master and I’m your property. You know how much I love it and how much I crave for you go push me harder towards my limits. When those loving pinches and twists and bites turn cruel. Hard, painful bites, making me cry and scream for you even as my pussy drips with want for your fingers and cock. “Please master!” you make me beg. I want you to touch me anywhere, everywhere, so bad and all you do is tease my tits. Force me to cum through that pain and pleasure just on my tits. My body quivered with the pleasure my knees threatening to give out and then you give me exactly what I want. Your big thick cock sliding up my soaking pussy, forcing me to cum again, and again. Why do you torture me so. I can’t even beg for your cum the pleasure overwhelming. Feeling your cock throb in my pussy giving that cum I tried to beg for with my moans. Pushing me over into ecstasy.

Abducted

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I woke up somewhere strange with my arms tied behind my back. Completely naked aside from my panties, I wiggled and writhed trying to break free from my restraints, or at least to sit up right to get a better look at my surroundings. I was on a bed in someone’s home, I could tell. And my legs were not tied! This was good, maybe I could escape. My stirring was heard, though, as a man walked in. His face was covered by his hat and bandana and he was holding a strange metal contraption in his hand. Cowering, I asked to be set free. He scoffed before grabbing me by the throat and pushing me back onto the bed. Holding me down, he attached the metal contraption to my head, putting it in my mouth. My jaw was locked in place, wide open! I couldn’t shut it no matter how hard I tried! Tears streamed down my face as he yanked me back up by my hair and stood behind me as he pinched and twisted my nipples. He gave me no mercy, no matter how hard I cried and yelped. I fell to my knees, the pain overwhelming me. Now in front of me, he firmly gripped each side of my head and began to fuck my throat. Gagging, I fought for air as he sunk into my face, balls deep. His cock was so huge, my throat could barely squeeze it in. When he was about to finish, he smacked me hard. I fell onto the ground as he straddled me and jerked each drop onto my face and into my mouth which was still being forced to stay open.

Spanking Phone Sex – Master’s Home

Spanking phone sexMaster had been away a few weeks for business and when he came back, he was ready to fuck. He took me to our torture room, tied me up, and got me in the position he wanted me. My ass was in the air, legs spread apart and my pussy right there for Master to use. He began spanking my ass so hard that it caused me to scream, he had definitely missed this. He continued spanking my ass until there were welts and his cock was adequately hard to stick inside my dripping wet pussy from all the spankings. Master guided his big thick cock into my cunt and I missed his dick so much! Feeling it inside my pussy again felt so fucking good. As he was thrusting his big cock into me, he began smacking my ass again. It was making me feel so good and I knew I was going to orgasm. I asked Master for permission and he said he wanted to feel how tight my cunt could clench around his big thick cock. So, as he began to thrust harder and harder my pussy couldn’t take it anymore. I got so fucking tight around his thick cock that he could barely pull it out. He untied me and forced me onto my knees to take his cock in my mouth, I could taste myself all over it and that made it even better. I started sucking on his big cock and deepthroating it, I started choking and just as I went down his big shaft master came all over my mouth and of course I swallowed his warm creamy load of cum!

We Pleased Master

Submissive SlutI thoroughly enjoy bossing people around all day. So by the end of the day I wanna relax, lay back, and submit every part of me to someone. Although some people don’t understand that submitting sexually, can be erotic, and very much pleasing. When someone calls me and wants to dominate me, I let them. I give them all the control they want.  It gets my pussy all tingly and juicy knowing they are on the other end of the phone beating their fat meat, fantasizing about my perky little tits, and juicy swollen pussy. I lay back, hold the phone close to hear every word they’re saying to me. Every moan and sexual grunt they make as they jerk off to the sounds of me fingering myself nice and deep. I do have some toys you can tell me to use, or whatever it is you might want. My job is to get you off in the most pleasure-bale way, giving in to every fantasy you have, and submitting to you, my master.

Come take my pussy for a ride, tell me all the dirty nasty thoughts going on in your head, from looking at my pictures. I want you to tell me every last detail of what you like, so I can cum just for you!

Footstool

Bondage submissionI made my owner angry, there was dust on the entertainment center behind the television. He scolded me for a hour yelling and screaming. He told me I was a stupid bitch. Then he took that offensive remark back, and he told me I was lower than a stupid bitch I was nothing. He sat down on the sofa and a wicked grin spread across his face.
“Get over here, Nothing”, he demanded
I went over to my owner and dropped to my knees at his feet.
“You nothing, Nothing, you’re a footstool”, he told me
And I obediently got on my hands and knees, and he rested his feet on my back. I wasn’t a person anymore, I was his object. I was humiliated, but I remained obedient. His feet were heavy on my back, but I didn’t dare complain. I became a piece of furniture, I remained perfectly still. I was his object, a piece of property. I am a footstool.

Can you handle me?

Cheap phone sexI love dressing up for my master. I like to be in a different outfit every time he comes home from a long day at work. Whatever I decide to dress up as I can NOT wear panties underneath, that is a big no no for my master. He likes to be able to get to my cunt whenever he wants, and I do what my master says. I have learned over the years how to be the best submissive slut I can be, I never dissatisfy my owner. That is what he is, he owns me I am his forever. I can have more than one master but who ever decides they wanna dirty little submissive they have to be able to take on that role. I like to be dominated in every way possible, if you think you can do that then call me.

Submissive slut rope training

Submissive slut JessicaTo a casual observer, it would perhaps appear that I’m being tortured, but the reality isI am utterly at peace when I’m bound. Utterly loved. I feel more free tied and bound than I feel in any other way. In this way, I can give myself to him totally and I have no decisions to focus on, short of breathing. I can just be. Just exist.

The height at which I am suspended is chosen to provide him with perfect access to my genitalia while he binds himself with me. I am completely submerged in ecstasy and a sense of endless pleasure, as I moan and beg for him not to leave our cocoon of love making. I have never been taken like this, never been loved like this, ever before.

Never been completely someone ele’s before.

Bare Bottom Spankings for Bad Girl

Bare bottom spankingsHe had me by the hair, spanking my ass for being such a bad girl. His dick was waving around in front of my face, fully-hard, and I wasn’t allowed to touch it. The tears were streaming down my face as my ass turned so red. Then, he let me go and lay his naked body on the bed. He had me climb on top of him reverse cowgirl style. As I started to ride him, he continued to spank my ass, hard. Every smack drove me closer and closer to orgasm, and yet, when I got close enough that he could sense I was about to cum, he pinched the backs of my thighs hard enough to distract me from it. He did that several more times. He finally shot his load deep inside of me, and then pushed me off. He made me sit with his cum inside of me all evening, not letting me clean up until just before bedtime.

Spanking Phone Sex: My Son Enjoys Beating My Ass

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I love spanking phone sex. I don’t get a lot of spanking calls, however. It is too bad too because I have a cabinet full of different things to whack my ass with on a call. I have paddles of varying sizes. I have cat of 9 tails. I have riding crops. I have a few fly swatters that really leave a mark. I have belts. I have wooden spoons and spatulas.  Of course, I have my bare hands too. I love to give my big round ass a hard swat for you. My son recently discovered my special cabinet. I guess he just discovered the key. He has always been curious about what I keep inside there. I didn’t realize he had been snooping for the key until I came home the other night and found him waiting for me with the cabinet open and an ominous looking belt in his hand. It was not a belt of mine. This was a 70s looking belt with a buckle so big it could have doubled as a serving tray. “Like bare bottom spankings, mom,” he asked with an evil grin. Although I do, that belt looked like it would hurt far beyond what I can tolerate. I think that was the point. “Bend over bitch,” he seethed. It is instinct for me to listen to a man. In this case, it was instinct to listen to a boy. I heard him crack the belt like it was a whip being used to intimidate a slave. I was a slave, I guess. The first whack is the hardest. I fought back the tears as that big ass belt buckle hit me with such force, it drew blood. I yelped from the pain. He beat my ass raw for a good 20 minutes. Why? Because, in his words, a mother shouldn’t have secrets from her own flesh and blood. I have so many more I can’t wait for him to discover. I’m such a pain slut.

Extreme Temperatures

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Master instructed me to stand perfectly still with my arms out while he inspected me. I tried to listen, but he attached small weights to each of my wrists, making it harder to keep my arms suspended. The pain in my shoulders grew too intense and Master showed no signs of mercy, so I was naughty. I let my arms down, telling him I couldn’t hold them any longer. This angered him. A lot. He smacked me across the face hard enough to disorient me, and before I knew it he had me tied up and on the ground. My hands and feet were tied up behind me and my mouth was gagged. Grabbing me by my hair, he dragged me across the smooth floors, down the hall, and into the bathroom. Then he threw me into the bath tub. Unsure of his plan, I cowered in fear. He was gone for what seemed like forever. When he came back, he was carrying to buckets of water. One sounded like it had ice in it and the other one was steaming. Terrified, I squirmed and tried to scream through the cloth gag. He dumped the first bucket of icy water over my naked skin. The frigid water made every nerve ending scream in agony. He then picked up the second bucket and pouring the boiling hot water over me. The extreme change made my skin feel like it had just been ignited into flames. Crying with my skin now singed, he told me never to disobey him again. I’m so sorry Master for being a bad girl! Please let me redeem myself.